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In order not to lose the suddenly insanely pleasant moment, I froze, trembling with the whole chest and the whole spine until its very end, from where these vibrations, through the strained muscles of the ass and perineum, returned with a silver ring to the source that gave rise to this moment and these vibrations to my pearl shell, gleaming pale pinkish moisture on the slightly open doors in the rays of the rising sun.
“You take off, take me down, photographer,” suddenly came from the subconscious, and, having imagined that I was sitting like that in front of a man with a camera, I felt a new tide of vibrations disturbing my whole body.
The motionless fingers from the irrepressible trembling in the whole body were not at all motionless, and made it incredibly pleasant to tremble the strained clitoris.
But when the excitement almost reached the limit, I with the last effort of my will eased the pressure of my fingers and shook myself.


Head spinning from adrenaline.
The house was still asleep, but soon everything had to start moving.
Seeing my parents in a half-naked form did not frighten me very much, more recently they saw me and completely naked.
If he saw the younger brother, it would probably work excitingly.
But it was not this that attracted me to leave my bedroom – I decided to go to the courtyard after all.
I threw a dressing gown from a balcony to leave the house as naked as possible, and went out into the hallway.
Suddenly, I felt the urgency of the moment, because I did not go to the toilet tritely, but was about to leave the apartment.
Again, my chest ached and my chest quivered, breathless.
I almost forgot about the keys, I carefully opened the door.
The entrance is quiet, no one.
Maybe it would be safer to go down on foot, but I wanted to speed things up and called the elevator.
As soon as I pressed the “down” button, I became terribly scary.
Now I have given myself up to the will of fate and can’t react in any way if someone waits for an elevator downstairs.

To drown my fear, I tried to masturbate again, and this really distracted me a little.
I even wanted to finish soon, but, of course, I could not make it.
Realizing the sound of the elevator stopping, I pulled down my shirt and listened.
The doors clanged open, there was nobody.
We should rather go to the exit, I decided, because it would be foolish to expect the audience.
Although I did not look for the audience now? Yes, I was looking for them, waiting, wanting to be seen, but I only wanted and wanted it, not at all going to appear in such a way before my neighbors or some kind of maniac.
In the courtyard, too, there was no one, but between the houses there was a street along which cars passed.
This created the effect of the presence of outsiders, moreover, passersby could easily move along the street.
Suppose they have no need to turn around and look into the courtyard, but already one of their kind would be able to excite me.
What a sight, only the thought itself did it.

I wanted, as soon as I left, to immediately go for a robe, but now I decided to take a chance and go through the yard to the trees under which I tried to pee in a dream.
I even regretted that I had already pee.
That would do it now! Meanwhile, the legs carried me across the yard.
Cool air pleasantly blew the bottom.
It was a very unusual feeling, since I had never run naked down the street.
I felt the hairs on my trimmed pubic stir, the hem of the shirt rustled on them, the soft moisture that allowed my shell to slide along each other smoothly, and gently massaged the sweet pink sprout in the spot above where they converge .
Along with excitement, I was also filled with terrible fear.
I stopped under the trees and turned to the house.
I did not notice any movement on the balconies and in the windows, but people could appear at any moment.
Or maybe someone is already slowly watching me.
However, if slowly, it is probably not so scary.
Worse, if someone screams and shames me.

But these kinds of thoughts were immediately repressed and dimmed by the desire that swept over me.
Let them watch on the sly! Let them scrutinize! Let yourself be excited! And so from this they just will not be saved.
- How was it in a dream? – I stubbornly wanted to pee, or at least imitate it.
I crouched under a tree, and the grass was poignant, but unexpectedly, I pleasantly tickled my hips, approaching my opened rose.
As in a dream, the short shirt itself climbed up my legs, opening all my nudity in front, and slipped off my butt-free back.
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